" the voice was soft, and seemed to come from everywhere. I felt a touch on my shoulder, and shook gently with apprehension as the shape seemed to be ...ight behind me."You ... I know you..." I whispered, my eyes roaming over the shifting shape. Red color, red hair. Long, unbound, flowing. A face that seemed all angles, one that I had seen before. A pale hand, that would not move from its position, but seemed to flicker in and out of focus. It lay on my shoulder, and I could feel the touch:. I grabbed your curly hair but you swatted my hands away and pulled my pants and boxers down in one motion. You deviously grinned at my hard member and licked your lips. Without using your hands on my hardened member, you proceeded to lick it all the way up from my balls. You rubbed your cheek over it up and down and felt its warmth. After all the teases, you firmly grabbed my cock at its base with your cold hand and rubbed your lips to its head. I grabbed your hair again, without any. = = = = = Page 17 = = = = = ‘Uh lady, can’t you see I’m busy here? You can go to the bathroom later. Just hold it,’ you rudely demand. ‘No, oh god, what is happening?’ she exclaims as she collapses her full weight on you. You feel your face get drenched with a colorless, odorless fluid, clearly not urine. Rather, her water has broken, perhaps from the stress of the sex or that last ass slap, regardless you are drenched from the neck up in amniotic fluid. You push her off of you. ‘Oh my god,. Next they had to put the prosthesis insidethe bra cups. The blouse was put on next over it. Then they had to finda pair of jeans. The problem was that no matter which they chose, Mom'sjeans didn't fit Steven. He could pull them up over his hips, but nomatter how they tried they couldn't fasten the button."This isn't going to work. I might have to try a dress instead." I have an idea?" Joanne said brightly and then she reached into theshapewear draw. "Here try this. It'll tighten you up.